Dear Elizabeth,
Let’s be real. I have no idea who you are, your movies and all that actress dookie. I heard you were famous from a friend and I took that opportunity. But you bore me now. So I’m breaking up with you, yeah. Leave some cash.

Im sorry, not sorry!! You cheated on me with a hooker!!! She was so damn ugly as well!!! IF THAT IS YOUR DEFINITION OF ‘PRETTY’ WHAT AM I!! SUPER UGLY!!! it isn’t my fault you crashed the car and it messed up all of my botox! Bye bitch.

I am really not sorry. I have to end this, it’s not me, it’s you, everything about you, you hair, your body, your face, I have vote if I see it again and remember all my time I waisted on you. It might sound harsh but I don’t love you, and never did, I just loved your money. I’m sorry it’s over!!

Veronica my love,
Im trying hard to see things from your perspective, but I can’t just get my head that far up my ass!! How do you do it! And honey if your final form wAs a heater, all that plastic would melt. And when they said 74 million people are psychopaths I thought of you crazy bitch. I smelt a cat food container and thought of you once again.

Casey
where do I even start, I don’t know everything about you is just wrong, your smile, your personality and your love, just to name a few. I came here to tell you its over, and GET THE HELL OUT OF ME APARTMENT, I mean my NEW apartment.